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Oh. That doesn't sound bad, then.

[ he has zero conception of what shuji's "formal" wear might resemble. he would usually assume that's like, formal church service levels of formal. (granted, he's not thinking too hard on that, either). ]

... Huh. Kinda wanna see your room, now.

You know you're always welcome to come into my bedroom, you don't need the clothes as an excuse.

[Was it entirely an excuse? Probably not, but Shuji sees an opportunity to flirt and goes for it.]

[ ffs these two ]

[ that earns a laugh, followed by smirk, and then opening his mouth to shoot back some dumb line or another. that's when his expression falls. oh. in addition to all these other issues - ]

How's the.. sex gonna work?

[That is indeed the most important question. Shuji takes a moment to consider it seriously.]

...If you can open your fly, blowjobs will be fine, right?

[John's never complained about them before...]

[ oh--

he hadn't tried pulling at his fly. if so, that much is a relief. but really there has to be some other catch to this that they're missing... ]

Well, that'd work.

[ c'mon, shuji, let's check out john's bedroom. ... not actually to attempt a blowjow, but to see the potential devestation that is his already somewhat cramped room. ]

[They could also do the blowjob? But actually, maybe that's not a good idea - once Shuji has opened the door a little and sees how his clothes have fit in John's closet not at all, he immediately shuts it again.]

Um. So. We definitely switched wardrobes.

[At least they determined one that! John definitely doesn't need to see the chaos that is his bedroom now.]

... Shuji.

[ because, ah, he sure did shut that door mighty quick. john pushes his shoe forward, nudging at the doors base. shuji sort of stands between him and it, though, so. ]

How bad is it?

[Shuji flattens his back against the door. Do Not Enter.]

I don't think you're going to be sleeping in there. At least not as is.

[ gives shuji a look like great. fantastic. ]

C'mon. I got three younger siblings, remember.

[ so how bad could it be!! he's going to try to enter again, pushing at the door a little to make this known. if that doesn't work, plan b is literally picking shuji up and setting him aside. ]

[Shuji's strong enough to hold the door closed. Unfortunately, he isn't heavy to match his strength, so John can indeed pick him up and move him out of the way.]

Hey, that's cheating-

[The room, now that John has a proper look at it, is about as bad as Shuji implied.

His closet is stuffed to the brim, and from there fancy clothes radiate outwards into the rest of room. His bed is entirely covered, so much so that Shuji had to guess where it actually was in this chaos.

On the bright side, it's colorful.]

[ yeah it sort of looks like the mall exploded in his room. john gawks for a solid moment, eyes tracing over not only where his bed should be, but several of his belongings that might also be covered (he did have a side table, it looks like half his desk has been swallowed. ]

[ how the hell does shuji have this many clothes. his brain has shortcircuited. with a little shake of his head to clear that, ]

—Okay. Well.

[ that's.. that. the clothes look.. comfy, at least. ]

I'm enlistin' you in helpin' me get this a bit organized, y'know.

I'll take responsibility.

[Even if this is technically Retrospec's fault and not Shuji's, they aren't going to help clean up.]

Do you have somewhere else we can store these...?

[Because there's just no way they can be organized and neat in this tiny room.]

... We could put some of it in the living room. I'll run it by my roomie that it's temporary.

[ he doesn't think said mysterious npc roomie will have an issue with that, so long as the clothes aren't just like. in a pile. john scratches his chin, considering this mess. ]

Under the bed. Got room in a few kitchen cabinets.... [ it's. something. john moves forward to pick up an article of clothing -- looks like a vest of some sort? it's nice enough that, putting it over his knee as he folds it, that he has to stare at it a moment. ]

[If you stop to look at every piece of clothing you're never going to get anything clean, John.

As Shuji is carefully scooping up one of his kimono - it's a little too wrinkly but he won't get upset about that while John's around - he notices John staring.]

Do you like that one?

... I guess?

[ ah, he feels embarrassed at being called out (no, john, shuji wasn't calling anyone out, he was curious). regardless, he feels his cheek tint pink. really, his mind had been doing somersaults about money and fashion and other things he doesn't need to vocalize.

he stares down at, smoothing a palm over it as he finishes crisply folding it. ]

It's a nice material. I don't really have an eye for this sorta stuff.

Well, if you're going to be wearing my clothes anyway... Why don't I have you try on a few outfits? You might like how you look in some of them.

If nothing else, it'll get them off the floor.

[But he's hoping John will like them.]

[ LOOKS UNSURE but he smiles, that's harmless enough. ]

[ he sets the vest into the beginnings of a neater pile. ]

'Kay. And what will you recommend, then, O' God of Fashion?

[While sorting out clothes and taking a look around the... top layer...]

Have you ever worn a yukata?

Yukata?

[ it's not a word john can immediately translate, so he shakes his head. ]

Don't think so.

Then we'll start with that!

[Shuji picks up a purple yukata ensemble from the floor - thankfully all the pieces have stayed together - and holds it out to John.]

Here. Cotton undergarment goes on first, cross the yukata - the purple thing - left side over right side, tie the sash around the waist in a bow to secure it and you're golden.

[He remembered to specify which side to cross it over so John doesn't look like a dead person! ...Not which side the bow should be tied on so he doesn't look like a hooker, but it's something.]

[ john... follows and nods along, for the most part. it's simple. he's not exactly shy in front of shuji in the private quarters of their bedroom, so he shrugs the cape off (!!!! which results in a very excited grin from john, that this is possible), loosening the tie and shrugging the ... well, the remainder of it the top off, it is quite the outfit. that gets set aside for now.

he pulls the cotton undergarment on, pulls the yukata over his shoulders. ]

Sorry - which way was it...?

[ and cue making a motion to cross it over the wrong way, woops. ]

[Shuji's attempting to get more clothes picked up and folded neatly - he can always check John out later, he tells himself. But hearing John mumble about which way-]

Left over right.

[john does not get to be a corpse today]

[ ah, there we go. john then ties the sash (in the back, yes), though the bow probably looks like it could use some work. then completed, he grins and spreads his arms wide. ]

How do I look...?

[ he personally has no idea how he looks; there's no mirror in this room, the shared bathroom having to be entered into from the living room. ]

[There's a little work that could be done straightening things out, yes, but-]

Handsome as hell.

[Shuji is extremely gay and biased, but John really does look good in that.]

[ shuji is extremely biased. recognizing this, john reaches forward to... not ruffle his hair, but ok, dropping a few inches lower to pinch his cheek. ]

Well, thanks. There a special occasion for wearin' these? Or is it.. just somethin' comfy? [ he doesn't think he's seen shuji wearing this too often, is all. ]

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